Date: Sat, 29 Aug 1998 04:58:37 -0500 (CDT)
From: comicality@webtv.net
Subject: "Wil Power"

Comicality here! This story is a told from a "different" perspective
this time around...hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think at
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"Wil Power" 

Wil and I have been friends since we were in the first grade. Wil and
Tommy, that's me, we were like Batman and Robin, Laurel and Hardy, Bill
Clinton and that Lewinski chick! We were inseperable. I remember it like
it was yesterday...I had fallen off of my tricycle and he came over to
dust me off. We used to do everything together, from throwing rocks, to
jumping on the beds, to playing with sticks...you know, all the things
my parents said not to do! We even went to the bathroom at the same
time! We'd both pee in the bowl and play "Ghostbusters"! "Don't cross
the streams!!!" we'd yell, and the next thing you know there would be a
mess on the bathroom floor! Those were the good old days. But things
have gotten complicated since my 14th birthday a few months ago. That
day, Wil confided in me a secret that I still keep with me to this day.
That's when Wil came out of the closet.

It really took me by surprise! I'd never known a gay person before and
figured that they'd all be wearing leather pants and have their t-shirts
tied in a knot. In fact, it took a while for Wil to convince me that he
wasn't just fooling around. He didn't really look gay. He was kind of
slim, with long blond hair down to his chin and blue eyes. On a sunny
day, some girls might mistake him for Taylor Hanson...I always teased
him about that. He could have any girl he wanted, but he didn't want
them. In fact, a few weeks ago....he said he wanted ME!!! I didn't stop
hanging out with him, afterall he was my best friend in the whole world,
but that did make me a little uncomfortable. I liked women. I was a
virgin, but I knew that I was straight. Somehow, telling him that didn't
seem to make a difference, but he agreed to never speak about it again.
I guess he knew it made me feel weird around him so he held it back, but
he wasn't always so convincing. There were times when I'd catch him
staring at me in a dreamy haze, or sometimes we'd be wrestling and it
would get to be a little more like humping than wrestling. Occassionally
he would buy me things that were a lot nicer than things you would
normally give to a friend, but I always returned the favor when I could.
We had an odd relationship.

Knowing how he felt about me raised some strange questions and I asked
Wil what he liked about me one day out of curiosity. He couldn't have
been happier to tell me. He sat across from me in the living room and
gave me a soft look. 

"Your baby brown eyes for starters," He said.

"What about 'em?" I asked.

"Well...I think they're sexy. They kind of look through you and it makes
you stare at them. I guess you could say that they're bedroom eyes."

"Okay, what else?"

Wil grinned, "This is too wierd."

"Just go on. I want to know."

"Alright...your light brown hair is a big turn on for me. It's so shiny
and soft, I'd love to run my fingers through it." Wil's eyes glazed over
and he was looking for my blessing, but I ignored it and told him to go
on. "You have nice smooth legs, and a gorgeous smile. You are just so
cute to me."

I started to blush and it made me giggle a little bit. Wil was laughing
at first, but then he showed me that he was dead serious and was staring
directly at me. This made things even more uncomfortable for me because
now I felt like I was being cruel. To tease my best friend by getting
him to admit his feelings for me and now basically shaking my ass in
front of him! My smile faded and I noticed Wil rubbing a hard on in his
jeans. My smile faded and I figured that I'd better change the subject
quick. I started talking about last night's episode of the Simpsons and
laughing about some of the jokes. Wil's heart wasn't in it though. Even
though he tried to look 'normal' I could tell that he was a little
heartbroken. He only stayed for another ten minutes or so, and then he
made up some excuse about doing some homework and took off. I love Wil
to death, but not that way. He's the little brother I never had, we've
shared everything together. Everything had seemed so simple until these
teenage hormones kicked in and ruined everything. I like hanging out
with him, but sometimes I feel so uncomfortable. Not because of him so
much, but because I know that he's in love with me and I feel like an
asshole for not being able to fulfill his desires. Not that it hasn't
crossed my mind. A blow job from Wil would beat masturbation any day of
the week. But I'm not gay. I can't be. Not even for one day. Nope. Not
me....

The next day Wil seemed to be avoiding me during class, but I caught up
with him at lunch. I had a plan, a flawless plan that was going to make
everything all better. All I had to do was fix him up with someone else!
A boy who was cuter, sweeter, sexier, and gay-er than me! I was anxious
to run the idea by Wil, but he didn't seem to be too enthusiastic about
it. I scanned the room for prime candidates. I hadn't noticed it before,
but there were a lot of really cute boys at our school. I was really
flattered that Wil chose me above the competition. 

"Just give it a try," I told him. "The worst thing that could happen is
that you get laid and have to tell me what happened....in DETAIL!" 

"I don't know about this Tommy. I never really looked at anybody else
before..."

"Then you don't know what you're missing. Just look at all the beautiful
guys around here!"

"Keep your voice down!" He whispered loudly. But Wil was a good looking
guy, if I were gay...I'd sleep with him. If I were gay, that is. Anyway,
back to the search.

"What about....hey, that Ryan guy over there is pretty hot! He's new in
school, and he probably could use a friend or two."

Wil looked over and frowned his face up a little, "Nah. He only hangs
out with Randy from my gym class. The only other guy I ever see him with
is Tyler. Besides...there's no way that he could possibly be gay!"

"Okay, okay...hmmm...what about Sam over there? He's a hottie if I ever
saw one." I said raising my eyebrows.

"Nah," Wil said again. "Everyday after school he speeds off to the
arcade to hang out with some kid named Sam that he met over there. He's
cute and all, but I don't think he's gay either."

"You're just not giving this thing a chance are you? You never know.
ANYBODY could be gay. Besides, there are plenty of sexy guys to chose
from in here..."

"Yeah, well I don't want any of them, alright." He said coldly while
taking a bite of his sandwich. "sigh...Look man, I've gotta go. I wasn't
hungry anyway." And with that, he sadly got up and left the
table...leaving me feeling like a wretch once again. Aw man...what was I
suppose to do? Just 'switch sides' and let him have his way with me? I
don't know what was worse, him being hurt, or knowing that I caused it.
I was only 14, I don't know how love is supposed to work yet. All I know
is that Wil and I weren't going to be the same as we were when we were
kids.

After school, Wil came to my house as he always did. He was feeling a
bit better, but there was still a feeling of distance between us. That's
when he popped the question.

"You're still a virgin, right?" He said.

Anyone who has ever been through puberty knows that for a 14 year old
boy...this is the mother of all trick questions! "Um...well...you
know..."

"Yes or no?" Wil insisted.

"....well...yeah...I guess..." I studdered.

"So how do you know what feels good and what doesn't?" He asked. I felt
my stomach start to flutter and shake as I realized that he was leading
me into yet another sexual conversation.

I told him that I didn't know and we spent the next fifteen minutes
talking about sex and what we'd heard about it from other kids in
school. But Wil had a plan, and it was too late before I figured out
what he was getting at.

"So...I mean...sex is sex right? Whether it be with a guy or a girl, it
still feels good. Right?" Wil had me on that one. I tried to talk my way
out of that statement, but he wasn't going to let me off the hook. Every
word I said, he took it and twisted it behind my back until I was
speechless. I started to blush again.

"You're blushing again. I think that's so cute!" Wil said as he stroked
my cheek lightly with his fingers. I pushed his hand away. I wasn't
really disgusted, I think that it was just involuntary, something that
tv and society and my family had brainwashed me with. Wil was a little
hurt and surprised by my action, but he got a wicked gleam in his eye
and made me a bet.

"Alright dude, how about this. What if I bet you my brand new Soul Blade
Playstation game that I can make you hard as a rock in less than ninety
seconds?"

I looked at Wil sideways for a second and asked, "Just how are you going
to do that?"

"Trust me. You can leave your clothes on and everything, but you've
gotta let me touch you wherever I want to. Deal?"

I agreed and we set a timer as I laid back on the bed. I was a little
nervous because I had no ideas about what Wil was going to do. But hell,
I was not gay! What could he possibly do to get me hard? He asked me if
I was ready, and I gave him the signal.

As soon as the timer started, Wil was down on his knees at the foot of
the bed. He ran his hands up and down my thighs slowly. He sent tingling
sensations up my spine and I felt dizzy. But I wasn't giving in, it
didn't feel that good. He ran his hands up my chest and rubbed gently at
my nipples, hardening them instantly. He never uttered a word, he just
silently explored my body as I tried to control my shivering body and
hide the pleasure I felt from his roaming hands. His blond hair fell
down over my abdomen and brushed my young stomach muscles softly as his
warm breath swept across my belly button. I looked up at the ceiling,
trying hard to think of anything else than Wil's teasing. I felt a
stirring in my loins and it threatened to give me away! I looked over at
the timer, only half way there! DAMN! Just hold out a little longer!
Wil then buried his face in the crotch of my pants and he rubbed his
face back and forth across it. God this felt soooo good! I wanted to
call off the bet and just push him away, but my body gave into
temptation and held me still. I could feel his heart beating as his
young chest rested between my legs. His eyes were closed, and he started
to moan softly as he began jamming his face into my groin with raw lust.
He mashed his nose and began using his mouth to gently chew at my
privates through the fabric. I was already fighting off an irresistable
semi and it was getting harder by the second. I held my breath and
thought of my math teacher naked...normally that would work for a prison
inmate...but not today! I felt a tingling deep within me that begged for
me to give myself over to Wil completely, but the other side of my brain
took over and I resisted. Just then the timer went off.

"Alright man...you lose. Good try though." I said breathlessly. But Wil
didn't stop. I told him again that the timer had gone off, but he just
kept going. I put my hand on his head and pushed him off of me, but he
fought with me every step of the way. We tussled for a few seconds, but
I finally got him to stop. 

"I'M NOT LIKE THAT WIL!!!" I screamed.

He almost had tears in his eyes and apologized. He didn't say anything
else, he just packed up his bags and headed to the door. Before he left
he said, "I'm sorry Tommy...please don't hate me." Hate him? I could
never hate him. In fact, I felt even worse than he did for once again
bein a cock tease to the poor kid. But as much love as I had for Wil, I
just couldn't go all the way like that. There was just something so
forbidden about it. Later that night, the only thing in my mind was the
thought of the pleasurable feelings that Wil was giving me. I still
wasn't gay, but I couldn't deny that he was making me feel incredible! I
couldn't even sleep, and stayed up all night wondering if Wil was
thinking about me too.

The next day, I kept looking over my shoulder to see if anybody knew
what I had done. It was a strange kind of paranoia that only teenagers
know. Every snicker, every whisper, every note passed was about me as
far as I was concerned. But it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I
noticed that Wil wasn't in school that day. Funny, as many times as I've
tried to get him to ditch, he never did. I figured that maybe I'd cut
out after the next class and pay him a little visit to show that there
were no hard feelings. I ducked out after fifth period and saw that Ryan
guy walking past me with his friend Randy. They were humming that diddy
from the Tootsie Roll commercial again! What the hell was that all about
anyway?!?! They were ditching too, so I followed them out. 

I stopped by Wil's house and he answered the door in just some pajama
bottoms and a robe. His chest looked so smooth and tender, I wanted to
reach out and touch it...just because...no other reason. Because I'm not
gay, remember? He invited me in and said he was playing sick to get out
of a math test. Honorable, but he could have told me so I could have
stayed off with him. We played some games and I remided him that he owed
me Soul Blade to pay off his little debt. 

"Oh.....yeah......here you go." He said sadly. It was almost like he had
forgotten all about it, and like an asshole I reminded him. D'oh!

We didn't speak for a while after that and just went back to the game,
but I guess that he had had enough. He paused the game and just sat
there, staring at the screen. When I asked him what was the matter, he
answered with, "I don't think we can hang out anymore."

"What?!?! What are you talking about?" I asked confused. But I guess I
knew that this was coming sooner or later.

"I like you Tommy." He whined, "I tried to stop, I really did! I wanted
so bad for everything to be the way it was, but the closer I get to you,
the more I want you. I can't help it. Even now all I can think about is
holding you! It's driving me crazy." Wil was starting to tear up and I
put my arm around him to comfort him. He pushed me away and stood by the
tv. "You see? You can only make me feel so good, but it'll never go any
further than that. You get so close that I can taste you, and then you
pull away! I can't keep doing this! I can't!"

At that moment, something came over me. It was a combination of
friendship, and care, and sympathy, and love, and....sex! It was weird,
because I've never thought that guys were attractive, but right
then...Wil was the most gorgeous sexual creature in the world to me. He
stood in frot of me, sobbing, leaning against his bedroom wall, and
suddenly I saw what he saw when he looked into my eyes. I walked over to
him and wiped his tears away with my thumb. He looked up at me kind of
confused, as if I was just teasing him again. But this wasn't a game
anymore.

I took his hand in mine and guided it up to my silky brown hair as I
stared deep into his blue eyes. He ran his fingers through my hair and
sighed heavilly, closing his eyes. That's when I leaned in, ever so
slowly, and kissed his sweet lips the best I knew how. His legs became
weak and he almost fell to the floor. I must admit that my knees almost
gave way too! I held him against that wall and we made out for an
eternity, his hands constantly moving through my hair and mine resting
on his soft hips. I think that he was afraid to go any further, but I
was too far gone to stop there. I moved my hands down to his ass and
cradled it as I pulled him into me. We shivered with passion as our
sensitive cocks touched for the first time. I ground my hips into him
firmly as we kissed erotically, our tongues wrapping delicately around
each other, our saliva mixing into a playful aphrodisiac. I broke the
kiss and delicately guided Wil to the bed. He pulled back and gave me a
look that said, "Don't tease...only if you mean it!" And I did! 

I laid back and pulled him on top of me, his mouth finding his way to
mine immediately. He had lost control of his body and he was humping me
hard. I felt the same fire burning inside of me and I pulled him close
to me tightly. We were breathing so hard that it could be heard all over
the house, and I let out a moan from deep in my belly. I don't even know
where the sound came from, but once I let one go, the rest followed
every few seconds. Wil hurriedly moved down to my crotch and put his
hands on the zipper. He looked up at me, begging me for my permission,
and I gave him the nod. He unsnapped the button and opened the fly of my
pants. He pulled them to my feet and my underwear soon followed. He
looked at my 5 and a half inch cock and his eyes teared up again. 

"You're beautiful. I knew you would be." He sobbed, and he took it all
into his mouth. My heterosexual mind had all but left me at this point
and I became the property of Wil's hot mouth. He sucked and nursed at my
sensitive cock while his soft hands ran circles around my young
testicles. I felt an orgasm approaching fast and I couldn't pull out
fast enough! I shouted some sort of warning and Wil took every single
burst of my sweet cum into his mouth! He sucked hard, with an
uncontrollable lust that passed out of me and into him. I was blinded by
pleasure and couldn't stop twitching in an orgasmic seizure! My world
was upside down and it took a while to come back into focus. That was
amazing!

Wil came up by my side and smiled. He was stroking himself slowly and
kissing me warmly on the neck. It was weird, but after all the stories
that I'd heard about gays, I felt no shame, no disgust. The experience
was so sweet and heartfelt that all I could think about was doing it
again. And again, and again, and again! I looked down and saw Wil
pumping his hand up and down on his tender boy meat and was taken over
by my sexual instincts once again. I took a hold of his cock and began
to imitate his motions. He moaned as he looked into my eyes.

"You...you don't have to do this. I know you don't want to..." But I
didn't let him finish. I kissed him harshly and sped up the pace. He
began slithering under my hands movements and he grabbed the side of the
bed as if it were the only thing keeping him from flying away. I kissed
and licked his face, running my tongue over his pink lips and suckling
at his earlobes. He was enjoying me so much! He was in heaven, and the
thought that I was taking him there was turning me on even more! Wil
began mumbling something under his breath that got louder and louder
with every thrust of his hips. "ohhh....mmm...Tommy...Tommy I...I love
you so much...mmm...mmmmmm...aaahhh..." 

I buried my face in his and we kissed like never before! My tongue hurt,
but we kept going! My arm was getting tired, but we kept going! This was
so hot!!! I couldn't stop now! Not even if I wanted to! In that one
spontaneous moment, I learned about the true nature of sex! That it
wasn't all physical, it was mental, it was emotional! Nobody else did it
for me the way Wil did.

Wil was kicking and shaking now, his hair sticking to his face with
sweat. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth and bit down on it
slightly. This sent Wil over the edge and he grabbed my arm tightly as
his orgasm burst from within him! He let out a scream and his hot cum
shot up towards the celing and landed on the both of us like white rain!
He had to push my hand away to stop me as he spasmed and moaned, wiggled
and twitched! I hugged him from behind and he shook fiercely, being
overwhelmed by my tender touch. We laid back on the bed and stared
straight up at the ceiling, neither of us saying a word.

"What brought that on?" Wil said, smiling happily.

"I don't know. It just sort of...happened. Say, you're not going to tell
anybody about this are you?"

"And ruin this afternoon...are you crazy? No, I think I'll just relish
this moment for a while." We both sighed, and relaxed for the rest of
the afternoon.

I didn't know what I had done or what made me do it, but Wil was happy,
I was happy, and we both seemed to get along easily after that. There
were a few times that Wil made goo goo eyes at me, but we basically kept
it friendly from then on. He did finally find a boyfriend, one so cute
that I had to admit that I was a bit jealous! But nothing could have
made me happier. Now if only I could find a girl who I loved more than
Wil.....sigh.....


There it is! Remember that this story is "fictional" and does not
contain any truth in it. Hope you enjoyed it! As always, comments and
criticisms are welcome at comicality@webtv.net! Thanks in advance, and
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